We recently moved from an apartment that only had one floor into a house. Max had never really been around stairs before since we got him as a puppy when we first moved into the apartment. He chased his furry sister Chloe to the top of the stairs and then freaked out when he turned around and realized how high up he was! It took 5 minutes of standing at the bottom of the stairs with a treat before he finally got the courage to come down, whining the whole way.
I ate Daddy’s rosary so now I have to say a “Hail Mary” every time we find a bead.
My mum had this teddy bear for 29 years. I chewed off both its eyes and pulled out its stuffing in one afternoon.
A friend gave me a package of 3 steaks to take home. While driving home, Bosco helped himself quietly to a late night snack while Mommy was driving. He’ll never ride with groceries again.
I thought the last 3 pieces were for me…sorry (…but it was good)
“I ate Mommy’s toothbrush :/ – Cosmo”
How Cosmo the 15lb Shiba Inu got the toothbrush from the counter is still a mystery, but she enjoyed thoroughly chewing it up without a drop of remorse.
Benny claimed the pillow attacked him first…
I ripped the leash away to chase a skunk. Dad lunged after me and fell. The skunk squirted him in his eyes and up his nostrils. He vomited and threw up in the neighbor’s driveway, and couldn’t find me because he was blinded for several minutes. I got a trip to the groomer the next day, that’s why I look so fine. Dad took a “skunk day” off work.
My story: I left 8 month old Winnie in the car for 30 seconds and came back to 25 lbs of soil/manure spread all over my brand new car!
Winnie’s story: my mom left me alone for at least, I don’t know, like 30 hours, and while she was gone I smelled this wonderful aroma coming from this big bag. I knew right away it was a treat for me because, well, everything is a treat for me isn’t it? So I opened my present and rolled around in it and even snacked on it a bit, mmmm yummy! I don’t understand why mom wasn’t excited when I showed her how good I’d been while she was gone. Shame shmame, I’m pretty proud of myself
She’s laying here because she’s my pillow…right?
Dotte doesn’t care who you are, but if you’re on her couch…she will lay on you. Clearly, she has no shame. We love her anyway!